WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE
The crystal sound of the word “Pure” reminds me of the untouched, unblemished, and unchanged bonds between those people who are soulmate. I might be an idealist, who puts her head on the clouds and her heart on the hands of her allies, when keep on believing in such a pure relationship that is becomeing a myth in today societies. A true friendship takes a long time and a lot of efforts to form and evolve, therefore, some folks would rather chose the shortcut of making friends temporarily and superficially which is base on the mutual short-term benefits. As a result, sincere people who fully aware of the sensitivity and impermanence of human attachment have turned themselves into delicate, vague, and surreal matters just like the magical jellyfishes. Continue reading “PURE”
There is a quiet and humble stone statue sitting beneath the shadow of a stone gate inside the famous Tanah Lot temple. Most of the time, the visitors here always looking for the magnificent sunset scene when the sun inflames the sea by a gorgeous red before it goes down behind the sacred temple. Only a few, who would love to errant around the solitary ruins on the cliff can find out a lot of wonderful things hiding in the silent of spiritual secret.
Could it be true that a symbol is a commonplace abbreviation of our diverging interpretations about the world? Or is it a mysterious signal which might be lucid with some particular people but entirely obtuse with the rest? In my opinion, a symbol is a light house which guide we through the mist of time to the land of forgotten memories.
During my childhood, there was nothing more romantic than a ship in a bottle. It likes a big dream captured inside a small glass cage so we can hold on to the illusion that some eternal moments would not disappear. People always want to control everything around them even themselves and these little things are dramatic and miserable at the same time.
This photo has taken when I was waiting for the hot water to cold down a little bit. Watching the vapor filtering the sunlight like a curtain of fog is a pleasant relaxation. I love the warmth radiates from the glass when I hold my hands around it.
HOAVO 